Chapter 662: Yang Yunruo’s death

She lowered her head and stroked the diamond ring of the ring finger. This is what Xi Fenghan personally put on her on the platform. The beautiful heart-shaped diamond ring represents eternal love. Yawen romance.org

Yang Yunruo remembers that in the afternoon, when she told Cheng Haoyue about her last wish, she soon told her that the presidential palace had released a good news about their marriage.

Just today, today, she really became his bride, holding his arm and respecting the wine of all the guests.

However, when she chatted with her mother afterwards, she realized that when she and Cheng Haoyue chatted, Xi Fenghan went upstairs. She thought that her wish must have been heard by him.

Therefore, he held this wedding for her. This is his responsibility to her. As a president, a man, he once told the world that he would marry him. He did it.

This man did what he promised.

Yang Yunruo went to her dressing table, under the soft yellow light, she was dressed in a white wedding dress, and the face reflected in the mirror was beautiful.

This is the most beautiful moment of her life, and her happiest time.

She wants to keep it and stay in her life forever.

She took out a pink letterhead from the handbag and took out a prepared paper. She leaned over and began to write something on the paper.

While writing, tears fell on the paper. After writing, she took a deep breath and gently removed the finger ring and pressed it on the letterhead.

Then she looked at herself in the mirror again. She took a photo for a while. She had a pair of scissors in her hand. She leaned toward her left wrist with her gloves and gently stroked it...

The blood flow of the scorpion is like a faucet. The rushing from her slender wrists smashes her white wedding dress, which is instantly dyed into a red festive glow. Yang Yunru does not feel pain. She looked at the beautiful face in the mirror and smiled at her lips.

"Front cold, thank you for giving me everything I want most, and then, I will give back what you want to you.... Explain to the girl you love the most! I will bless you under Jiuquan. ...."

After that, Yang Yunruo gently leaned on the dressing table. The figure of Xi Fenghan came over in the corridor of the shadow of the light, and the maids passing by him all looked at him with a blessed eye. At the same time, looking at the tall and beautiful president, he was very envious of that. In his room, the lady who accompanied him through the bridal chamber night

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"Is she in the room?" Xi Fenghan asked the two maids at the door to ask.

"Yes, the lady has not come out since I was sent to the room."

"You can leave." Xi Fenghan told them low.

The two young maids immediately looked at each other and disappeared from the corridor next to them. Tonight, there is only a couple of newlyweds, and naturally no extra people are needed here.

Xi Fenghan gently knocked on the door. "Cloud, it is me."

Did not get the voice inside, Xi Feng Han reached out and gently pushed open the unlocked door, the door opened, Xi Feng Han did not see Yang Yunruo on the bed, he passed the bed, and instantly saw the dresser Yang Yunruo.

Xi Fenghan looked at the girl who was sleeping on the table. He thought she was asleep. He immediately twisted his eyebrow and screamed at her. "Yunru?" Xi Feng took a shot of her, tentacle The temperature is not the normal person's body temperature, but the cold abnormality. Xi Fenghan blinked at this moment, and he looked down at the glaring thing. He looked down and saw Yang Yunruo's hand hanging under the table. The blood there had already dyed her. Wedding dress, still in white ground

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Xi Feng snorted and screamed, "Yun Ruo!" He reached out and Yang Yunruo's body leaned firmly into his arms, and the piece of paper that was pressed under her head appeared in his eyes.

He knew that the woman in her arms had already lost her vital signs and she had already left.

Xi Fenghan quickly grasped the pink letterhead and saw the above-mentioned Juanxiu fonts come into view. "Front cold, maybe when you saw this piece of paper, I have already left. Sorry, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life. Thank you for giving me a meaningful wedding and let me be your wife. I am so happy, I am gone, I want to leave the world in the most beautiful way, tell my parents, I love them, I am sorry for them, I am sorry for all those who love me, I can't say goodbye to them, please take me Is the corpse refrigerated for three months and then buried? I don’t want to see it after the happy event, I want to enjoy the three months as your wife in the underground, and

Go and explain to your favorite girl! She is very beautiful, you are a natural pair, I am... just a hurried passer in your life, after which there will be no time, Yang Yunruo who loves you. ”

After reading this paragraph, Xi Fenghan’s eyes have already become red, and his inner pain has no way to describe it in words.

He unplugged the phone of Xi Yang and asked him to immediately lead his mother, and the parents of Yang’s family came over.

Today's wedding, in addition to the guests to enjoy, the two families who participated in the original with a strong smile, and a heavy mood to participate.

When Zhan Xiyang told them to come to the wedding room, they seemed to feel something before they went into the ward, and saw Yang Yunruo, who seemed to be asleep on the bed, and her flat wrist on the chest. Red cuts.

Mrs. Yang was in a coma on the spot. Master Yang gave her a sore cry, and Mrs. Xi pouted her mouth, and her eyes were instantly blurred by tears. The West Yang on the side supported her and silently looked at this scene.

After Yang’s father’s wish to read his daughter’s wishes, he was very calm and eager toward the front of the squad. “Feng Han, we will follow the meaning of Yun Ruo! Do not mourn, after three months, announce her condition again, give Let the world know it!"

"It's my fault! I didn't like her. I didn't stay with her all the time." Xi Fenghan blamed himself on the wall.

"No, I can see that tonight is the happiest day since Yun’s life. You let her go with willingness and satisfaction. You have done your greatest responsibility. You don’t have to blame yourself." Yang’s father said, Once again, I fell into a deep cry of grief.

This room, clearly and festively, is shrouded in a sorrowful atmosphere.

In the evening, Yang Yunruo’s body was transported out of the hi-room and put into a crystal cold. She wore the most beautiful wedding dress, covered with a veil, holding a bouquet of roses on her chest, and seemed to sleep peacefully. It’s gone. The country still reports on this wedding, and the joy is filled with the whole country.